Chapter 12 — You Are The Most Expensive Mistake Of My Life

His son, a young man in his early twenties, was completely helpless. They run everywhere, but everyone avoids them like the plague. People who had been harmed came to demand money like a flood. The company is on the brink of bankruptcy. His wife cried every day, and even when she wanted to go to prison to look for him, she couldn't find her. As for that "uncle Vuong", as soon as he heard the commotion, he disconnected his number, fled back to his hometown, and disappeared completely. The fake "creditors" also fell silent. They finally understood. I'm not the type they want to squeeze. My counterattack… was much stronger than they thought. In Co Ngon's office, I looked at the thick stack of files on the other company's lawsuits, filled with emotion.

“Now he probably doesn't dare to cause trouble anymore, right?”

“I guess so.” Co Ngon laughed, "I heard that in prison he found out, got mad and fought, was put in solitary confinement, and his sentence could be increased."

Evil will be rewarded with evil. I let out a long breath. The last cloud hanging over my life… has finally lifted.

“Thank you, Co Ngon.” I looked at him and said honestly, "If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do."

“Between us… do we still need to say thank you?” He reached out and gently tapped my nose, a naturally intimate gesture.

His eyes were as gentle as water, making me sink deep with no way out. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became indescribably vague. I heard my heartbeat clearly, pounding like a drum. At that moment, his phone rang. He looked at the screen, frowning slightly. As soon as he heard a few sentences, his face immediately became serious.

“Okay, I know, I'll be right over.”

Hanging up, he looked at me, apologetically: "Sorry, Tham Duyet, there's an urgent matter at the office, I have to go handle it."

“It's okay, go ahead, important work.” I tried to be gentle.

He nodded, put on his coat and quickly left. Looking at his back disappearing, my heart suddenly felt empty. The call just now… who was it from? What's making you so urgent? A vague premonition made me feel uneasy. The following days, Co Ngon was unusually busy. He often works late at night and has less and less time to see me. Every time he called, he said he was handling a very difficult case and sounded tired. I was a bit disappointed, but still chose not to ask too much. I don't want to be your burden. Friday night, I was helping my mother inventory the flowers in the shop. The phone vibrated, it was a text message from him.

"There's an important social event tonight, so I can't have dinner with you. Come home early, pay attention to safety."

I answered "yes", but inside I felt indescribably disappointed. Mom saw my difference.

“What's wrong, arguing with Tieu Co?”

"Are not." I shook my head and forced a smile, "He's busy."

“For men, work comes first, I understand.” Mom patted my hand, "Don't think too much, go, I'll take you out to eat delicious food."

My mother took me to a newly opened Western restaurant in the center. Luxurious space, soft lights, melodious music. But I wasn't in the mood to eat, I just quietly cut the beef on the plate.

“Server, another bottle of Romanee-Conti for this table.”

The next table sounded a soft female voice, carrying a bit of fanfare. I unconsciously raised my head to look. Just one look… I was dumbfounded. The next table has two people. One person... is Co Ngon. The other person is a very beautiful young girl. Sophisticated makeup, figure-hugging designer dresses, every gesture exudes pride and confidence. She is looking him with eyes full of affection. As for Co Ngon... the speaker was having an "important social interaction"... He was smiling and clinking glasses with her, the atmosphere was scary and intimate. My mind is blank. This is "social" what do you mean? Is this the "difficult case" you mentioned? My heart felt like it was being squeezed, it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe. I saw her reaching out to wipe the fever from the corner of his mouth. Co Ngon... did not avoid it. I watched them look at each other, so compatible that they looked like a couple who had known each other for a long time. I can't keep looking. I stood up. The sound was so loud that the whole restaurant turned around to look. Also... Co Ngon. The moment he saw me, his smile immediately froze. Surprise, panic, confusion... all focused on his eyes. He stood up instinctively, intending to walk towards me. My mother was behind me holding my hand, her voice filled with worry. I pushed her hand away. Step by step, step by step towards him. The sound of high heels echoed on the floor, cold and decisive. Every step I take... my heart gets a little colder. That beautiful woman also saw me. Her eyes flashed with surprise, then immediately turned provocative, as if declaring war. She even deliberately leaned closer to Co Ngon, as if wanting to assert her position. I walked to their table and stopped. Don't cry, don't make a fuss, just calmly look at him.